《Chronicles of The Magical Sword Sovereign》7 Years Later and the Primal Chaos Scripture
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Aldaria calendar year- 1537, 3rd of the month of Elves.
A 13 year old young boy was running with a huge rock thrice as big as him while sweating heavily. This young man was drake who had been training with his grandpa for the past 7 years. Though the body was slender it was still well built and sturdy as it could be seen that each of his muscles could explode with great power.
Half an hour later…
The boy dropped the rock.
‘’huff haaaaah, finally done with the foundational training I can finally start practising Dou qi’’ as he looked in front of him on the rock where his grandpa usually sat, instead of his grandpa there was a letter with a white ring. He picked up the letter and the ring. As he was about to open the letter he had a bad premonition but he still opened it and started reading. It was his grandfather Rio Lights handwriting it was bold and had a scholarly feel to it. The letter said-
“Drake by the time you are reading the letter I would already be gone. I have nothing more to teach you as you have already mastered the basics and will now be able to survive on your own. I have left all that you might need in the spatial ring bind it with blood and do not let others see it as it could attract greedy eyes. I built a foundation for your future training. I will now tell you a little about yourself I am not your real grandfather I found you drifting in a river in a basket with the name drake Astorius on it and the crystal that hangs on your neck. I do not know your origins maybe you could search for your parents when you grow stronger my advice would be to not look for them until you are strong enough as your origins are not ordinary and the most important advice I would give would be to temper yourself well be cautious and if you make enemies be ruthless in eliminating them if the enmity cannot be quelled as being kind to your enemies is the same as being cruel to yourself , your friends and family. I did not teach you any training technique as they are already present in your own self merely they are sealed in your memories as I had done it to protect you from going crazy they will automatically open when you bind the ring. That ring is my symbol; its name is the Apollo ring. We might meet again if fate decrees it.
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Your grandpa
Rio light’’
Drake was shocked and suddenly felt lonely and alone in the world as he started rushing towards the cottage he and his grandfather used to live in and found it devoid of things other than his own and started frantically searching for him everywhere even going to the town and asking but he got no news and became depressed. It was already night as the sky was glittered wit stars as drake sat on the chair his grandfather used to sit and read in the courtyard and looked at the ring in his hand as he pricked his finger and dropped some blood on it there was a short glow on the ring and the blood was absorbed into the ring drake felt a connection with the ring as he was about to look into the ring he felt a sudden pain in his head as he felt new things added to his memory he was familiar with these as he had already seen them once when he was 6 years old. As he tried to look though them he felt a piercing pain in his left eye as he lost consciousness.
Drake had a dream in which he saw nothing but an egg soon the egg cracked from it a boy with three eyes was born with the third eye in the middle being vertical on his forehead it was golden. The boy looked all around him and felt lonely hence he tried creating things he created the elements , space , time and the myriad realms even after creating those he felt lonely and in his loneliness he self exploded and his left over body parts became the seeds of life in the realms he created while his remnant egg shells formed a book the only thing left of the boy was the golden eye which just sealed itself in a space and was found by a wounded teenager and merged with him the teenager started training as a warrior and became a warrior but died in battle Drake saw many such memories finally at the end of it all he saw two orbs of light one glowing golden and the other in a dark light he moved closer to them and tried to touch them. As soon as he touched them both the lights entered his body and formed a tattoo which looked like swords on the back of his right and left palms with his right being golden and the left being dark. Then he heard an ancient voice saying-
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‘’FIRST CAME CHAOS THEN CAME THE CREATION
TIME AND SPACE CAME FIRST THEN CAME THE ELEMENTS
THE FIRST SCRIPTURE TO EXIST SINCE BEFORE CHAOS
PEERLESS, SUPREME AND ALL ENCOMPASSING
THE PRIMAL CHAOS SCRIPTURE…..’’
By the time drake woke up from his unconsciousness it was already morning. When he woke up he found that his body was covered with filth so he immediately ran towards the pond behind the cottage and jumped into it one he got out of the pond and looked at his own skin he found that it had become smooth and supple like a baby’s while being strong and flexible.
Drake then looked at his palms and found the sword tattoos as he murmured to himself ‘’so it wasn’t a dream as he felt the tattoos he saw two sheathed swords appear in his hands with the scabbards being white and black respectively both of them were illuminated in their respective glows. Both of the swords had the same appearance structure and shape wise their hilts both had their names imprinted on them being Genesis and Destruction respectively they had broad hilts and as he held them in his hand heard a voice in his head calling the swords as the swords of primal chaos.
He found that he could put away and take the swords with a thought. He then held the hilt of genesis and pulled it out of the sheath the clamps which held it in its sheath opened to the side the sword was pulled out the blade the middle of the blade had mysterious runes engraved on it and the blade was bluish gold in colour he also tried slashing it at a tree it was cut cleanly in half he held the sword in front of his face while sliding his finger across it he then sheathed the sword. And ran many other tests and found that he could control the size of the swords making them as small as daggers at will.
After doing all this he finally put away the swords and looked through his memories and found the primal chaos scripture imprinted in his mind and started looking through it he became deeply immersed in studying the scripture and fell into a profound state and lost all sense of time. This was the training method drake was to use to enter the path of becoming a warrior.
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